The legendary life of a manga

Chapter 37 Let's Break Up (Happy New Year's Eve!!)
"what?"

"You heard me, I bet you didn't have any bullets in your gun."

Lake put his hands in his pockets, showing a gentleman's demeanor, holding a gun towards the opposite side very politely, with a tense expression, and Orr, who thought he was the killer if he didn't look carefully, said so.

Unlimited bullets version of the Glock 17.

No matter how many bullets Lake fired with this gun, it was very reasonable in the eyes of others, but only Lake knew that there were no bullets in the gun.

At least there will be no more bullets for the next 6 minutes.

Lake has done experiments. Although this gun can shoot infinitely, when the first shot is fired, there are bullets in the magazine. After the twelve bullets are used up, it will take 10 minutes to refill. Magazine.

During this period, except for Lake himself, no one could shoot bullets.

Moreover.

If Lake didn't want to, others couldn't even pull the trigger.

Listening to Lake's words, Orr thought that Lake was scaring him, and his face was grim: "You think I dare not, then you go to die."

The words fall.

Click.

"what?"

"Oh!"

Lake directly kicked Orr down on the sofa, grabbed the pistol with his right hand, and looked at a controller that fell on the ground. It was obvious that Orr used this thing to control the power switch just now.

pity.

Orr still lost on stupidity after all.

If Orr was really smart, he should know that a killer, a real killer, would never drop a weapon in front of his target for no reason, unless he was fishing.

Orr also thought of this before, but unfortunately, Orr chose to gamble.

Lost the bet.

Lake looked at Orr on the floor expressionlessly: "Guess, if I drive, there are no bullets."

Orr's eyes narrowed, his mouth was covered with blood, and he looked up at Lake: "No, wait, wait..."

"boom!"

"..."

Lake looked at Orr who was rushing to the street expressionlessly, and sighed, he had already given the chance before, why not use it?

at this time.

After the law enforcement officers outside the house heard the gunshots, they directly chose to attack.

The corner of Lake's mouth curled up.

boom!
in a nearby bar.

"hiss!"

"what happened?"

Lake, who was talking to his girlfriend Maureen, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I'm a little sleepy."

Although he had the first experience of committing suicide with a gun, Lake thought he could be immune, but once again, well, Lake felt that such things should be less subtle in the future, and after a few more times, Lake felt that he was not far from schizophrenia up.

talking.

Lake shook his head and looked at Maureen: "Why are you here suddenly?"

Morin said, "The killer is over there at Jefferson Orr's house, and you called it?"

Lake Ha smiled: "What kind of killer, I am the detective, how could I know the killer, I, Lake Edwin, and crime have always been at odds."

"Really?"

"of course."

"That's good, the police station. The FBI has already focused on housing. This time, the killer can't escape. However, this is also a good thing."

Lake frowned, "Why?"

Mo Lin shrugged and said: "If the killer is caught, this matter will come to an end, and there will be an explanation to those who protested. The rest is to hope that he can survive the interrogation."

Lake blinked and looked at Maureen who was watching him closely.

After a while.

Lake shifted his gaze, sipped his glass of wine: "There is something wrong with you, Maureen Hand!"

Something is wrong.

Lake had always thought that his girlfriend was at best a schoolmaster, and her family background was a bit more complicated, but the conversation with his girlfriend just before going out seemed to indicate something.

at this time.

Mo Lin regained consciousness, took out his mobile phone, glanced at the incoming call, then glanced at Lake, and connected the call: "Hello."

Standing in the study room on the second floor, Natasha Romanov, who was wearing an FBI uniform and had long fiery red hair, looked at Barrister Orr, who had been shot between the eyebrows and fell to the floor on the floor, and said to the phone: "He ran away."

Mo Lin narrowed his eyes, and then looked at Lake who had been in her line of sight since she came in.

Lake smiled: "What's wrong?"

Mo Lin hummed towards the phone, and hung up the phone with a normal expression: "The killer ran away."

Lake raised his eyebrows, then shrugged: "That's too bad."

Maureen said, "Yeah, it's too bad."

The choice was given to you, but you didn't cherish it.

After all, it was wrong.

Lake drank the wine in his glass and was silent for a while, then took out a key from his pocket and handed it to Mo Lin.

Maureen frowned: "What is this?"

"The key to the locker downstairs."

"what?"

Seeing Mo Lin take the key, Lake got up and walked out of the bar, and waved his hand: "I've already put all your things over there, I think it's time to finish."

Maureen: "..."

Yes.

Time to end.

It was time to let go of this relationship, and later, Lake felt that he would be more dangerous.

Not a danger in the sense of life.

But a danger from a certain angle.

Lake doesn't like the feeling of being concealed. He admits that he has some double standards, but this is a habit and can't be changed.

It is clear.

Maureen was indeed hiding some things from him, and Lake had already guessed some things based on speculation.

and so……

Time to end.

After Lake came to this world from his previous life, he didn't have many principles, but he still set a principle for himself.

That is to work hard to make money and become a god as soon as possible, and live a life that he likes to be casual. As for the theme of snakes and shields, he has no interest in provoking him at all.

If Lake's guess is true, then Maureen's true identity will be revealed soon.

If wrong?

Then Lake felt that it was better to separate earlier, lest when the time came, Lake couldn't control his murderous intentions, and even if Lake wanted to withdraw his knife, he couldn't hold back his murderous intentions.

Fortunately.

It's only half a year.

sad?

Absolutely not.

Maureen Hand.

hand?

Victoria Hand?

on the taxi.

Lake couldn't help but slapped himself on the face, saying, the reminder is so obvious, why didn't he realize it until now?

Could it be that you were fascinated by beauty before?

soon.

When Lake left the bar, Natasha, who took off her uniform and put on casual clothes, walked in, sat beside Maureen, ordered a glass of wine and said, "What's wrong?"

Maureen shook his head.

Natasha frowned: "Did he ask?"

Maureen shook his head.

after awhile.

Mo Lin took off his concealed earphones, crushed them and said, "He didn't say anything, and it's okay even if he did, he can't find us."

Paused.

Maureen sighed and looked at Natasha: "But Lake seems to have noticed something."

"what happened?"

Maureen took out the key to the locker that Lake had just given him, and smiled: "He broke up with me."

Natasha: "..."

　Don't be impatient, friends, put your temper away, Lao Mi Glass Heart, Mo Lin will explain it, and the next few photos will be, if you are not satisfied, you will scold again, okay, please!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)